You Have A Genius For Bringing Trouble

Miss Trent Regarded Her Thoughtfully. "well, It's An Odd Circumstance, But I've Frequently Observed That Whenever You Boast Of Your Beauty You Seem To Lose Some Of It. I Expect It Must Be The Change In Your Expression." Startled, Tiffany Flew To Gaze Anxiously Into The Ornate Looking-glass Which Hung Above The Fireplace. "do I?" She Asked Naively. "really Do I, Ancilla?" "yes, Decidedly," Replied Miss Trent, Perjuring Her Soul Without The Least Hesitation.

Did You Imagine That You Would Make Me Believe Ill Of Sophy With Your Foolish And Spiteful Letter!' He Demanded. 'you Have Tried To Set Me Against Her From The Outset, But You Over-reached Yourself Today, My Girl! How Dared You Write In Such Terms To Me! How Could You Have Been So Crassly Stupid As To Suppose That Sophy Could Ever Need Your Countenance To Set Her Right In The Eyes Of The World, Or That I Would Believe One Word Of Slander Against Her?

Will You Marry Me, Vile And Abominable Girl That You Are? Yes, But, Mind, It Only To Save My Neck From Being Wrung!

I Daresay Freddy Might Not Be A Great Hand At Slaying Dragons- But One Has Not The Smallest Need Of A Man Who Can Kill Dragons!

I Wish You Did Return My Regard," He Said. "more Than I Have Ever Wished Anything In My Life! Perhaps You May Yet Learn To Do So: I Should Warn You That I Don't Easily Despair!